Friday afternoon club
Laying out the money for a plastic rainbow
Leaving without telling anyone where you go
Finding strength in screaming at the cage
you built around yourself
there is no other way you know
cleaning up the mess your little brother left behind
keeping all the goodies and the money that you find
scaring yourself with all the worst of your unfounded fears
then chase the evil from your mind
tokens of a life you threw away
making the most willing play the game
displaying atrocities the neighbors couldn’t miss
at the top of your tiny pale lungs
Friday afternoon club
With agent eva and Maryanne
tears in the rain under the fort in the park
crying because youd never see me again
the feelings were too strong to last so long
but they’ve never even faded in my mind
no one had to drag me away
and that party could have waited one more day
the background changes as the scenery unfolds
what secret do the plastic rainbows hold